Katrina Kaif was happily married to her husband, Vicky Kaushal, when one day she received a direct message on Instagram. It was from a young boy named Ayush. She was surprised to see a message from him, as she rarely received direct messages from anyone other than friends or family. The message was simple and direct. "Hi Katrina, it's me Ayush, your biggest fan," it read.
At first, she was a bit wary of the message, but she decided to reply. She thought that it might be a prank or a spam message, but as she continued to chat with Ayush, she realized that he was genuine. He was a huge fan of hers, and he had been following her career for years.
As they continued to chat, Katrina found herself opening up to Ayush in ways she never had with anyone else before. He listened to her, understood her, and was always there for her when she needed someone to talk to. He described his life to her as an orphan who worked hard to become a billionaire at a young age. Katrina found a good friend and listener in Ayush. He was someone who admired and appreciated her for who she was, both as an actress and as a person.
Over time, their conversations became more frequent and more intimate.
He started to have video chats with Katrina for the first time. She was mesmerized to see his huge physique. He was 6.5 ft tall and had a muscular body, along with a charming face.
He showed her around his mansion, showing her all the luxuries and comforts that came with being a billionaire. Katrina was amazed by the wealth and extravagance that Ayush had accumulated. She found it fascinating to see how someone could live such a lavish lifestyle.
He then started to show her his cars and took her on virtual tours of his private jets and yachts. Katrina was impressed by his success and achievements at such a young age.
As they spent more time together, Ayush started to share more about his personal life and experiences with Katrina. He told her about his childhood, his struggles, and how he overcame them to achieve his goals. Katrina listened intently and found herself drawn to Ayush's strength and resilience.
Ayush was fascinated by Katrina's beauty and talent. He admired her dedication to her craft and the passion she had for acting. He found it inspiring to see someone who was so successful and yet remained humble and grounded. Katrina, on the other hand, was captivated by Ayush's charm and charisma. She enjoyed talking to him and felt a connection that she had never felt with anyone else. She also started to admire his physique and his muscular body. She started to fantasise about him, imagining him next to her in bed.
As they continued to talk and share their thoughts and feelings with each other, their friendship grew stronger. They started to support each other through thick and thin, offering words of encouragement and comfort whenever needed. They found solace in each other's company and enjoyed spending time together, even if it was just through video calls.
One day, Ayush called her and said he would like to meet her.
Katrina was a bit hesitant at first, given that she was happily married, but she couldn't deny the strong connection she felt with Ayush. She decided to give it a chance and agreed to meet him.
He sent his Rolls Royce to her house and asked her to come.
She was nervous but excited as she prepared for the meeting. She had butterflies in her stomach and couldn't wait to finally meet Ayush in person.
When she arrived at Ayush's mansion, she was greeted by him personally. He was even more handsome and charming in person, and Katrina felt a flutter in her heart as she saw him.
"Hi Ayush, it's nice to meet you in person," she said, trying to sound casual despite her nervousness.
"Hello Katrina, I'm so glad you could make it," Ayush replied with a warm smile. "Please come in and make yourself comfortable. Can I get you anything to drink?"
Katrina entered Ayush's mansion and was immediately struck by its grandeur and luxury. The place was filled with expensive artwork, designer furniture, and state-of-the-art gadgets. She couldn't believe that someone so young could afford such extravagance.
"Wow, your place is amazing, Ayush," she exclaimed as she looked around in awe.
"Thank you, Katrina," Ayush said proudly. "I've worked hard to get to where I am today, and I enjoy spending money on things that bring me joy."
Katrina couldn't help but feel a little envious of Ayush's wealth and success. She had worked hard as an actress, but she had never achieved the level of success that Ayush had at such a young age. It made her wonder what she could have done differently in her own life.
"So, Ayush, tell me more about yourself," Katrina said, trying to change the subject. "What inspired you to become an entrepreneur, and how did you achieve so much at such a young age?"
Ayush smiled and began to tell his story. He talked about his humble beginnings, his passion for business, and the struggles he faced along the way. Katrina listened intently, fascinated by his journey and the determination he showed in overcoming obstacles.
As they talked, Katrina found herself drawn to Ayush more and more. He was intelligent, charismatic, and had a confidence that was hard to ignore.
After some time, he asked if she was hungry. Katrina nodded and said she could eat something. Ayush smiled and told her to sit in the dining room while he prepared the meal. Katrina was surprised and impressed that Ayush was going to cook for her. She had never had anyone cook for her before, and it made her feel special.
As she waited for Ayush to finish cooking, Katrina couldn't help but think about how different he was from anyone she had ever met. He was kind, considerate, and genuinely interested in getting to know her. It was a refreshing change from the superficial relationships she often encountered in the entertainment industry.
Ayush was wearing a chef's apron over his tight white T-shirt and jeans. Katrina could see his muscular body through his tight clothes. Ayush was 6.5ft tall, much taller than her 5ft 5in height. He had a well-groomed beard, short hair, and light brown eyes.
After a few minutes, Ayush came out of the kitchen carrying a plate of delicious-looking food. Katrina's mouth watered as she saw the spread before her. There were various dishes, including some of her favorites.
"Wow, Ayush, this looks amazing!" Katrina exclaimed. "I can't believe you cooked all of this yourself."
Ayush smiled and set the plate down in front of her. "I'm glad you like it," he said. "I enjoy cooking and trying out new recipes. It helps me relax after a long day of work."
Katrina couldn't remember the last time she had eaten a homemade meal. Her busy schedule and constant travel made it difficult to cook for herself, and she often relied on takeout or restaurant food. The smell of Ayush's cooking was heavenly, and she couldn't wait to taste it.
She picked up her fork and took a bite of the first dish. The flavors exploded in her mouth, and she closed her eyes in delight. "Mmm, this is so good, Ayush!" she said. "You're an amazing cook."
Ayush beamed with pride. "Thank you, Katrina. I'm glad you're enjoying it." He was sitting beside her on a chair and kept staring at her face as she ate. Katrina was feeling special for the first time ever. Her husband and ex-boyfriends had never appreciated her as Ayush did. She knew this was going to be a special friendship. She kept chatting with Ayush and never once thought they would become lovers.
After they finished eating, Katrina helped Ayush clean up the kitchen. They chatted and laughed as they washed dishes and put away leftovers. Katrina was having a great time and didn't want the evening to end. She was impressed by Ayush's house. She had seen houses of many rich people, but Ayush's house was something else.
After they finished cleaning up, Ayush suggested they watch a movie. Katrina agreed, and they settled down on the couch in the living room. Ayush put on a romantic movie, and they sat close together, enjoying each other's company.
As the movie played, Katrina felt Ayush's arm around her shoulders. She didn't mind and leaned into his embrace.
The warmth of his body felt comforting, and she found herself relaxing in his arms. They continued to watch the movie, enjoying the quiet intimacy of the moment. Ayush kept his arm around her and held her close. She felt safe and loved, and for the first time in a long time, she felt like she could be herself around someone.
As the night went on, Katrina realized that she had been talking and laughing with Ayush for hours. They had shared stories, hopes, and dreams, and she felt a connection with him that she had never experienced before.
Katrina felt comfortable and at ease with Ayush. They didn't cross any boundaries that night.
After the movie ended, Katrina reluctantly said goodbye to Ayush and headed home. Before leaving, she kissed him on the cheek and thanked him for a wonderful evening.
"I had a great time tonight, Ayush," Katrina said as she hugged him goodbye. "Thank you for being such a wonderful friend. I really needed this."
Ayush hugged her back tightly. "I'm so glad you came over, Katrina," he replied. "I enjoyed spending time with you too. We should do this again soon."
Katrina smiled and nodded in agreement. "I'd like that," she said. She wanted to meet with him again and again.
Over the next few weeks,
Ayush and Katrina continued to talk frequently. Ayush started his plan to make Katrina his own wife. He started having sexy talks with her. He complimented her body and asked if he could kiss her. Katrina started to feel shy, but Ayush encouraged her, telling her that she was not doing anything wrong.
One night, they were on a video call, and Ayush asked Katrina to show him her cleavage.
Katrina blushed and hesitated but slowly started to lower her dress, revealing her cleavage. Ayush whistled and praised her, saying she looked gorgeous. Katrina felt a thrill run through her body as she exposed herself to Ayush. She had never done anything like this before, and it felt both exciting and dangerous. Ayush complimented her more and more and asked her to show him more. Katrina blushed but continued to show herself to Ayush, enjoying the attention and praise she was receiving.
As the days went by, their conversations became more intimate and flirtatious. Katrina couldn't deny that she was drawn to Ayush, and she found herself thinking about him more and more.
One day, Ayush asked her to wear her sexiest lingerie and show him. Katrina was a bit afraid, fearing her husband might catch her, but Ayush convinced her that he won't catch her and she should be more bold.
She blushed as she took off her dress and stood before Ayush, wearing only a black bra and panties.
Ayush whistled in appreciation and told her that she looked gorgeous. He asked her to do a sexy dance for him.
Katrina giggled and started dancing, feeling sexy and confident. She loved the way Ayush looked at her and the way he praised her body.
She kept dancing for him for a few more minutes, enjoying the attention and adoration she received from Ayush. As she finished her dance, Ayush told her that she was the sexiest woman he had ever seen and he wanted to marry her. Katrina blushed and thanked him for the compliment. She felt flattered and happy to have someone appreciate her body so much.
As they continued talking,
Ayush asked Katrina to remove her bra. Katrina hesitated, knowing that she was married and shouldn't be doing this, but Ayush was persistent. He kept telling her how sexy she was and how much he wanted to see her naked. Katrina finally gave in to his request and removed her bra, revealing her large breasts to Ayush.
Ayush gasped and told her that her breasts were amazing. He asked her to play with them for him.
Katrina hesitated again, but Ayush's flattery and persuasion eventually won her over. She started caressing and squeezing her breasts for him, feeling a mix of excitement and guilt. Ayush watched with rapt attention and praised her every move.
After a few more minutes of Katrina showing off her breasts, Ayush asked her to remove her panties. Katrina blushed but did as he asked, revealing her shaved pussy to him.
Ayush praised her more and more, saying that she was the hottest woman in the world. He asked her to finger herself for him, and Katrina hesitated at first but eventually gave in to his request.
She started fingering herself while Ayush watched. He praised her and encouraged her to keep going.
Katrina moaned as she pleasured herself, enjoying the feeling of Ayush's eyes on her. She could see that he was masturbating to her, and it turned her on even more.
As she fingered herself, Ayush kept praising her and encouraging her to go faster. Katrina moaned louder and louder as she neared orgasm.
Finally, she orgasmed, and Ayush cheered and praised her. He asked her if she had enjoyed it, and Katrina nodded, still catching her breath. Ayush then asked her to show him the cum on her fingers, and Katrina did as he asked.
Ayush told her to lick her fingers clean, and Katrina hesitated but eventually did as he said. She licked her fingers while Ayush watched with a satisfied smile. He praised her for being such a good girl and told her how sexy she was.
Katrina blushed but felt proud of herself for pleasing Ayush so much. She realized that she had enjoyed herself more than she had expected. She felt both guilty and excited by what she had done, and she knew that she would remember this moment for a long time.
After they had finished,
Ayush asked if Katrina would like to meet up in person again. Katrina agreed and they started making plans for their next meeting.
The next morning, after her husband left for a shoot,
Katrina quietly left the house and got into Ayush's waiting car. Ayush had sent a Rolls Royce for her, and she was excited to see him again.
As soon as she entered his house, Ayush greeted her with a big hug. He picked her up by holding her bum and sucked her mouth and tongue like a hungry beast. Katrina felt shy and pushed him away.
"Ayush, this is our first kiss, and you should be more gentle," she said with a giggle.
But Ayush didn't listen and sucked her mouth ever more.
Katrina couldn't believe how bold Ayush was, but she liked it. She had never been kissed like that before, and it felt exciting and thrilling.
"Katrina, I love you," he said, his voice filled with passion. "I've never felt this way about anyone before."
Katrina felt a rush of emotions as she heard Ayush's confession. She had been drawn to him from the moment they met, and now she realized that she loved him too. But she was married, and she didn't know what to do.
"Ayush, I…" she started to say, but he interrupted her.
"I know you're married, Katrina," he said. "But I can't help how I feel. I love you, and I want to be with you."
Katrina's heart was racing as she processed Ayush's words. She knew that loving him was wrong, but she couldn't deny her feelings. She looked into his eyes and saw the sincerity and adoration there.
"I love you too, Ayush," she said finally. "But what are we going to do? I'm married, and we can't be together."
Ayush pulled her close and kissed her deeply. Katrina kissed him back, her heart pounding with excitement and guilt.
"We'll figure it out, Katrina," he said when they broke apart. "For now, let's just enjoy being together."
Katrina nodded, knowing that she shouldn't be doing this but unable to resist. She wrapped her arms around Ayush's neck and kissed him again, feeling a rush of passion and desire. She was still shy, but she was enjoying kissing with him. He was still fondling her ass cheeks. Katrina gently removed his shirt.
"How a 42-year-old married woman fell in love with an 18-year-old virgin guy," she said jokingly. "And you are not even letting me enjoy your body."
"Do you want to enjoy my body, baby?" he asked in a husky voice. He picked her in his strong hands and carried her to the bedroom.
"Yes," she said shyly.
"Then I will fulfill your wish," he said as he threw her on the bed.
Katrina lay on the bed, her body trembling with anticipation. Ayush stood before her, his muscular chest on display as he removed his jeans.
Katrina gasped as she saw the biggest cock of her life, with 10 inch thick, 2-inch thickness, and his balls were so heavy and big, like a bull's testicles, his mushroom head was so bright red that she felt her mouth watering, and his cock was covered with hair.
"Baby, do you like it?" he asked with a mischievous smile.
"Is it real, Ayush?" she asked, her voice trembling.
"Yes, my love, it is real," he said with a smirk.
"Do you know how to use it?" she asked shyly, her cheeks flushing red.
"Do you want me to show you?" he asked, his eyes darkening with desire.
Katrina's mouth watered even more as she looked at him, her body aching for his touch. She had never felt so much desire before, and it scared her a little, but she couldn't resist the pull of Ayush's body.
"Yes," she whispered, her voice barely audible.
Ayush sat on the bed, and he told her to kneel before him between his legs. She heard his command, and she felt submissive for the first time in her whole life. He told her to slowly move her hands on his dick and play with it.
Katrina hesitantly moved her hands towards his cock, her fingers trembling as she reached out to touch him. She slowly wrapped her hands around his length, feeling the heat and hardness of his cock in her hands. She began to stroke him slowly, up and down, feeling his cock twitch and throb under her touch. Katrina couldn't believe the size of Ayush's cock, and she was even more amazed by how hard it was. She had never seen or touched a cock like that before, and she was both excited and intimidated by it.
Ayush moaned and closed his eyes as Katrina started stroking his cock. She could feel the power and strength in his body, and it made her even wetter. She loved the feeling of his cock in her small hands, and she couldn't help but wonder how it would feel inside her.
"Mmm, that's so good, baby," he moaned, his hips bucking slightly as she stroked him.
Katrina kept stroking him, her hands moving up and down his length. She could see the precum leaking from the tip of his cock, and she used it to lubricate her strokes. She loved the feel of his cock in her hands, and she could tell that he was enjoying it too.
She looked up at him shyly and asked, "Do you like it?"
Ayush looked down at her with a smile and nodded. "Yes, I love it," he said.
Katrina continued to stroke him, her movements getting faster and more confident. She could see Ayush's reactions to her touch, and it spurred her on even more. She wanted to make him feel as good as possible, and she was determined to do whatever it took to achieve that.
After a few minutes of stroking,
Ayush told Katrina to put his cock inside her mouth.
Katrina was shy but did as her master said. She took his mushroom head inside her small mouth and started to suck him gently. She was afraid of hurting him and not fulfilling his wishes. Ayush moaned loudly as she did so. He put his hand on the back of her head and encouraged her to take more of him.
"Mmm, yes, just like that," he moaned.
Katrina slowly took more and more of him in her mouth, her lips stretched around his girth. She could taste the precum on her tongue, and it made her even more aroused. She loved the feeling of Ayush's cock in her mouth, and she was determined to make him cum. She started bobbing her head up and down on his length, her tongue swirling around the tip of his cock as she did so.
Ayush threw his head back and moaned loudly, his hands tangled in Katrina's hair as she sucked him. She could feel his cock throbbing in her mouth, and it turned her on to know that she was pleasing him so much.
"Fuck, baby, that feels so good," he moaned. Katrina felt submissive, and she started bobbing her head even faster, determined to make him feel even better. She could feel her jaw starting to ache, but she didn't care. All that mattered was giving Ayush the best blowjob of his life.
As she continued to suck him,
Katrina could feel Ayush's cock getting even harder in her mouth.
Katrina was sucking his cock like a hungry slut, and Ayush was recording everything. He told her to remove her wedding ring, show it to the camera, and say goodbye to her husband. Katrina was shy but did it. She removed her ring, showed it to the camera, then put it away, and said goodbye to her ex-husband.
Ayush kept recording as Katrina sucked his cock like a cock slut. He told her what a good girl she was, and that he would love to fill her mouth with his cum. Katrina was sucking him hard, and Ayush was moaning like crazy. She was tasting his cock and she was finding out that he was sweet like honey. Katrina was loving it. She was sucking and licking his cock like a pro.
After a few more minutes,
Ayush told her he was about to cum. Katrina kept sucking him, eager to taste his cum in her mouth. She wanted to swallow every last drop. Ayush groaned loudly as he came, shooting his load into Katrina's mouth. Katrina swallowed every drop, her eyes watering as she did so.
She loved the taste of his cum, and she wanted more. She kept sucking him until he was completely drained.
When she finally stopped, Ayush pulled her up and kissed her deeply, tasting his cum on her lips. "You're amazing," he said breathlessly. "That was the best blowjob I've ever had."
Katrina blushed and smiled, feeling proud of herself.
"But I'm not done with you yet," Ayush said, his cock getting hard again. He pulled her back down to her knees and put his cock back in her mouth.
Katrina started sucking him again, her mouth sore but her determination to please him driving her forward. She wanted to give him another amazing blowjob, and she was willing to do whatever it took. This time she was more confident, and she was sucking him harder.
He kept recording everything.
He started fucking her mouth roughly, his cock going deep inside her throat. Katrina felt herself choking, but she tried her best to keep up with his pace. She was scared but loving it. She couldn't breathe properly, and tears were streaming down her face, her mascara running. She was a mess, but she didn't want Ayush to stop. She wanted more and more of his cock. It was like she was a cock addict and Ayush's cock was the most addictive thing in the world.
"Mmm, baby, you're such a good cock slut," Ayush moaned as he fucked her mouth. "I love watching you choke on my cock."
He kept fucking her mouth roughly until he came again. Katrina swallowed every last drop of his cum again, eager to please him.
He repeated this 5 times until Katrina couldn't take it anymore. She begged him to stop, her mouth aching and her throat sore. She couldn't swallow anym
Katrina lay on her back, trying to catch her breath. She felt a hand on her thigh and looked up to see Ayush looking down at her. "Are you okay?" he asked, concern in his voice.
Katrina nodded, her mouth too sore to speak. Ayush smiled and kissed her forehead. "Let me take care of you," he said.
He picked her up and carried her to his shower, where he gently cleaned her up. Katrina felt so relaxed and safe in his arms, and she loved the way he was taking care of her. He was gentle and caring, and it made her feel even more connected to him.
After they were done showering, Ayush carried Katrina to his bed and lay down next to her. He held her close and kissed her softly. "I'm sorry if I was too rough," he said. "I just couldn't help myself when you were sucking my cock so good."
Katrina smiled and kissed him back. "It's okay," she said, her voice still hoarse. "I wanted to please you."
Ayush kissed her again, his hand running through her hair. "You did please me," he said. "You please me so much."
They lay there together, holding each other and kissing softly. Katrina felt so happy and content, and she knew that this was where she belonged. She had found her soulmate in Ayush, and she couldn't wait to spend the rest of her life with him.
After some time, Ayush and Katrina got up and had dinner together. They ate and talked, enjoying each other's company. After dinner, Ayush drove her home. Katrina got out of the car and told Ayush that she would tell her husband that she was leaving him. Ayush nodded and told her that he would pick her up in the morning.
The next morning,
Katrina and her husband, Vicky Kaushal, had a huge fight, but when she showed him a video of her giving a blowjob to Ayush, he understood that he had lost his wife. Vicky was upset but agreed to give her a divorce.
Katrina called Ayush and told him everything. Ayush arrived at her house with a lawyer. They met with Vicky, and the divorce papers were signed. Katrina left her home with Ayush, leaving all her things behind. She didn't need them anymore because Ayush was the richest man in the country. She would have everything she needed and wanted.
Katrina and Ayush went to Ayush's house,
Ayush gave her a pill, which made her revert back to the age of 18. It also made her immortal.
"You are now 18, Katrina, and after our marriage, your only job will be to satisfy me and pop my babies," he told her. Katrina was shocked but excited. She had never imagined that she would be young again, and now she had the chance to spend the rest of eternity with Ayush.
They got married in a lavish wedding, with all the top stars and rich people in attendance.
On their first wedding night, Katrina wore a red sari, mangalsutra, and sindoor. She wore a wedding ring.
She was looking so hot and beautiful that Ayush couldn't take his eyes off her. He took her to the bed and kissed her hard, his hands roaming over her body as he did so. Katrina moaned into his mouth, feeling his desire for her. She kissed him back passionately, her body responding to his touch.
Ayush slowly pulled her sari, making her spin around in a circle so he can get the best view of her. Katrina felt like she was in a trance, her body responding to his every touch. She had never felt this way before, and she didn't want it to stop.
As Ayush continued to undress her, Katrina decided that she wanted to be a little more seductive. She wanted to please her man and make him desire her even more. So, she got up from the bed and slowly started to sway her hips, moving her body to the beat of the music playing in the background.
Ayush watched her, mesmerized by her beauty and sensuality. He couldn't believe how lucky he was to have found such an amazing woman. He felt himself getting aroused as he watched her dance, her body moving in the most enticing way.
Katrina continued to dance, lost in the moment. She felt free and liberated, like she had never felt before. She knew that she was pleasing Ayush, and that thought alone turned her on even more.
As she danced, she slowly started to take off her clothes, revealing her beautiful body inch by inch. Ayush watched, captivated by her every move. He couldn't wait to touch her, to feel her skin against his.
Finally, Katrina was completely naked, her gorgeous curves on full display. Ayush couldn't contain himself any longer. He got up and walked towards her, taking her in his arms and kissing her passionately.
Katrina moaned against his lips, feeling his hard cock against her stomach. She knew that he wanted her, and she wanted him just as badly.
"I want you," she whispered, looking into his eyes. "Please, Ayush. Make love to me."
Ayush groaned and kissed her again, his hands roaming all over her body. He picked her up and carried her to the bed again, laying her down gently.
"You're so beautiful," he said, looking down at her with admiration. "I'm going to worship every inch of your body."
Katrina blushed and nodded, eager to feel his touch.
"Yes, please. Worship me," she replied, spreading her legs wide for him.
Ayush smiled and started to kiss her body, starting from her lips and moving down to her neck, then to her breasts, and finally to her pussy.
Katrina gasped as he got closer to her pussy, her body trembling with anticipation. But Ayush had a surprise in store for her. He had never tasted a pussy that was covered with hairs before. He loved her pussy with all the hairs, and he started to pinch and pull her pubic hair and entice Katrina in pain and pleasure.
Katrina screamed as Ayush pinched her pubic hair.
"What are you doing? It hurts," she said, trying to push him away.
Ayush laughed and pulled harder.
"Relax, baby. I'm just playing with your pretty pussy hair. Don't you like it?" he teased.
Katrina shook her head, her face flushed with embarrassment and arousal. She couldn't deny that it felt good, despite the pain.
"No, I don't like it," she lied, trying to sound convincing.
Ayush smirked and pulled her hair again.
"Don't lie to me, baby. Your body is telling me a different story," he said, rubbing her clit with his thumb.
Katrina moaned and arched her back, unable to hide her pleasure any longer.
"Oh god," she cried out, her body shaking with desire.
Ayush laughed again, clearly enjoying her reaction.
"See? I told you that you like it. You're such a little pain slut," he teased, pulling her hair again.
Katrina whimpered and nodded, unable to deny it any longer.
"Yes, I like it. Please don't stop," she begged, looking up at him with pleading eyes.
Ayush grinned and kissed her lips.
"Your wish is my command, baby," he said, continuing to pull her hair and rub her clit at the same time.
Katrina writhed on the bed, her body overcome with pleasure and pain. She had never felt anything like this before, and she knew that she would never forget this moment.
As Ayush pulled her hair, he started to use his tongue on her pussy. He licked and sucked her clit, making her moan loudly. He inserted two fingers inside her pussy and finger-fucked her while sucking on her clit. He started to bite her clit and suck on it hard, making her scream with pleasure.
Katrina cried out, her body arching off the bed.
"Oh my god! Yes, yes, yes! Don't stop!" she screamed, her eyes rolling back in her head.
Ayush continued to use his tongue and fingers on her, bringing her closer and closer to the edge. He could feel her getting wetter and wetter, her juices flowing out of her pussy.
Finally, he inserted a third finger inside her, making her scream even louder.
"Ayush! Oh my god, I'm going to cum!" she cried out, her body trembling uncontrollably.
Ayush didn't stop, continuing to finger-fuck her and suck on her clit. He wanted to make her cum so hard that she would never forget this experience.
Katrina came hard, her body convulsing violently as she squirted all over Ayush's face. He drank her juices, licking his lips greedily.
"Fuck, you taste so good," he growled, looking up at her with lust-filled eyes.
Katrina lay there, panting heavily, her body still trembling from the intensity of her orgasm. She had never cum so hard in her life, and she knew that Ayush was the reason.
"Wow," she breathed, looking at him with wide eyes. "That was amazing."
Ayush smiled proudly and kissed her lips.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it," he said,
But he wasn't done yet. He had more plans for her tonight.
"Now, call me Daddy from now on," he said to her in Hindi.
Katrina immediately agreed.
"Yes, Daddy," she replied with a smile. She knew that this was just the beginning of their night together, and she was excited to see what else Ayush had in store for her.
Ayush decided to lose her asshole too for the night, so he inserted his whole hand inside her asshole, making Katrina cry in pain as she got fisted in her asshole.
Katrina was lying on the bed, still recovering from the intense orgasm Ayush had just given her. But Ayush wasn't done with her yet. He had another surprise in store for her, something that would push her limits even further.
As Ayush inserted his fingers into her ass, Katrina felt a mixture of pain and pleasure. She had never experienced anything like this before, but she trusted Ayush completely.
"What are you doing?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly. "It hurts."
Ayush chuckled and continued to finger her ass.
"Trust me, baby," he said. "This is going to feel so good."
Katrina nodded, trying to relax and trust Ayush. She knew that he would never hurt her, and she was willing to try anything for him. As Ayush continued to stretch her ass with his fingers, Katrina started to feel a new kind of pleasure. It was different from anything she had experienced before, but it felt amazing.
"Oh my god," she moaned, her body trembling with pleasure. "What are you doing to me?"
Ayush smiled and continued to finger her ass, adding more lube to make it easier.
"I'm preparing you for something big," he said teasingly.
Katrina raised an eyebrow, curious about what he had planned.
"What is it?" she asked, her curiosity piqued.
Ayush just smiled and continued to finger her, making her moan with pleasure.
"You'll see," he said mysteriously.
Katrina tried to focus on the pleasure, but she couldn't stop wondering what Ayush had planned. She trusted him completely, but she was still a little nervous about what was to come.
Finally, Ayush decided that Katrina was ready.
"Are you ready?" he asked
"Yes, I'm ready, Daddy," she nodded.
Ayush bent her in front of the mirror which was attached to the dressing table and she was able to see herself and Ayush in the mirror.
"Daddy, I want to see your face when I fuck you," he said.
Ayush took his cock in his hand and tried to insert it inside her pussy but was unable to, as it was too small for his big cock.
"Daddy please, it's not possible. Your cock is too big for my small pussy," she pleaded.
Ayush clamped her mouth shut with his hand and started to push his cock inside, making her scream in pain.
"Please Daddy, it's hurting," she pleaded with him.
But Ayush didn't listen to her and started to push it in harder, making her scream louder.
"Mmmm.. My pussy is getting torn," she screamed in Hindi.
But Ayush still didn't stop. Finally, in one strong push, his cock tore her pussy and got inside her.
"Aaaaahhhhh," Katrina screamed in pain, her pussy getting torn by Ayush's cock.
Ayush kept it inside for some time, knowing that her pussy would adjust to his cock.
Then he used his powers to make his cum as much as he could, knowing it's going to be a long night.
"Daddy it's hurting so much," Katrina cried in Hindi.
Ayush put his hand on her mouth and pulled it wide open with his two fingers. Katrina saw her face in the mirror and she looked so lewd with her mouth open.
"Mmmmmmm.. Mere pati ne meri choot phadd di," she cried in pain in Hindi.
Ayush smacked her ass hard and replied, "Teri choot ab mera hai, samjhi?"
Katrina didn't know how to respond as her mouth was open and she was looking so lewd in the mirror.
Ayush pulled out his cock from her pussy, which was dripping with blood and pussy juices.
"Look at your pussy. It's dripping with your blood and pussy juices. You're so wet for me," Ayush said to her.
Katrina looked at her pussy in the mirror and saw the same thing. She was so turned on by the sight of her blood and pussy juices that she started to get wet again.
Ayush started to push his cock back inside her pussy, making her scream again.
"Mmmm. Mmmm. Mmmm," she screamed.
Ayush grabbed her waist and started to fuck her hard. He thrust his cock in and out of her pussy, making her moan and scream with pleasure and pain.
"Daddy. Daddy. Daddy. Fuck me harder," she moaned.
Ayush complied with her request and started to fuck her even harder. He pounded her pussy relentlessly, making her scream his name over and over again.
"Mmmmmm. Mmmmmm. Mmmmm. Aaahhhh. Aaahhh. Aaaahhhh," she screamed.
Suddenly, Katrina's body started to shake violently and she came hard. Her pussy tightened around Ayush's cock and he could feel her juices flowing out of her.
"Aaahhhh.. Aaahhh.. Aaaahh.. I'm cummingggg.. I'm cummngggg," she screamed as she came hard.
Ayush kept on fucking her, not letting up even for a second. He wanted to make Katrina cum multiple times and he wouldn't stop until he had achieved his goal.
Katrina could see her mangal-sutra in the mirror and her hair was dangling in front of her mouth. Her husband was still fucking her hard without cumming.
"Swami main apki hoon ab, aur mujhe itna pyar kisi ne nahi kiya hai aaj tak," she said to Ayush in between moans.
Ayush heard her and he got even more turned on. He was going to fuck her all night and make her his forever.
"Haan Katrina, tu mere liye hi banayi gayi hai," he replied to her.
Ayush's cock was so deep inside her that she could feel it in her stomach. He was fucking her so hard and fast that she couldn't think of anything else. Her mind was completely blank and all she could focus on was the pleasure that Ayush was giving her.
Suddenly, Ayush's body started to tremble and she could feel his cock swelling inside her.
"Aaahhh… I'm going to cum," he moaned.
Katrina wanted to feel his cum inside her, but Ayush had other plans. He pulled his cock out of her pussy and came on her back.
"Mmmm. Aaahh… I'm cumminggg," he groaned.
Katrina felt his hot cum dripping down her back. She looked in the mirror and saw her husband's cum covering her back.
It was white and jelly-like, and it looked so erotic. She felt so lustful seeing Ayush's cum on her back that she wanted more.
Ayush collapsed on the bed next to her, panting heavily. He was covered in sweat and his cock was still hard and throbbing. Katrina looked at him and smiled. She knew that it was going to be an unforgettable night for her.
"Are you okay, Daddy?" she asked.
Ayush nodded and pulled her close to him.
"Yeah, I'm okay. Are you?" he replied.
Katrina nodded and snuggled into his arms.
"Yes, I'm fine. That was amazing," she said.
Ayush kissed her forehead and hugged her tightly.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it.
He made her sit on the chair in front of the mirror with her back facing the mirror and he was sitting behind her. He made her open her legs wide and put his two fingers on both sides of her pussy folds and spread it wide.
Katrina saw her pussy for the first time after getting fucked. She was shocked to see her pussy in that condition.
It was swollen, red, and had marks all over it. It was dripping with her own juices and Ayush's cum. She was still cumming as she looked at it.
She could see the inside of her pussy clearly, it was so stretched and wide open. It looked like a hole that had been punched into her body.
"Daddy what happened to my pussy? It's so damaged and swollen," she said in a low voice.
Ayush chuckled and kissed her neck.
"Of course it's swollen and damaged, Katrina. You just got fucked by a man with a big cock," he replied, spreading her pussy even wider.
Katrina looked in the mirror again and saw that her pussy was getting even wider. It was like a big hole now, and she could see everything inside it. She saw her cervix, it was like a little hole inside her pussy.
She also saw her cum dripping out of it. It was white and thick, just like Ayush's cum.
Katrina couldn't believe what she was seeing. Her pussy had never looked like this before. She had never seen it so wide open and swollen.
She looked at Ayush and saw that he was smiling. He seemed to be enjoying the sight of her destroyed pussy.
"Do you like what you see, Daddy?" she asked in a low, husky voice.
Ayush nodded and licked her neck.
"Mhmm.. I love it. Your pussy is so beautiful and tight. I can't wait to fuck it again," he said in a hoarse voice.
Katrina moaned softly and closed her eyes. She could feel Ayush's fingers on her pussy, and it felt so good. She wanted him to fuck her again, but she knew that she needed some time to recover.
Ayush gently bit her neck and shoulders, making marks all over her. Katrina moaned softly, enjoying the sensation.
Suddenly, she remembered something. She pulled out her phone from her purse and started to record everything through the mirror.
"Jaaan.. Can you look into the mirror and bite me while I record it?" she asked Ayush.
"Now tell them," he murmurs in her ear, his breath hot against her sensitive skin. "Tell them how much better you feel since I came into your life."
Katrina shivers at his words, at the vulnerability and honesty they require. But as she looks into the camera lens, she knows she owes it to herself to acknowledge the profound impact Ayush has had on her life.
"I feel alive," she says finally, her voice steady despite the intimate setting. "Like I was sleepwalking through life before Ayush. He's awakened something in me that I thought was lost forever."
Ayush's hand on her breast moves, his fingers rolling her nipple between them, causing her to gasp softly.
"He makes me feel seen and appreciated in ways I've never experienced," Katrina continues, her cheeks flushed with arousal. "With him, I can let go of all my inhibitions and just be myself."
As she speaks, Ayush's other hand begins to move lower, trailing down her stomach to the juncture between her thighs. His fingers find her clit, already sensitive from their previous lovemaking, and he begins to stroke her with a gentle, teasing touch.
"And how does this make you feel?" Ayush asks, his lips brushing against the shell of her ear.
Katrina has to fight to keep her voice steady as his skilled fingers work her back up to arousal. "It makes me feel… desired. Worshipped. Like I'm the most precious thing in his world."
Ayush increases the pressure of his ministrations on her clit, smiling against her neck as he feels her breath hitch. "And are you?" he prompts.
Katrina nods, unable to form words as pleasure begins to build anew in her core. Ayush's free hand moves from her breast to her mouth, pressing two fingers against her lips. Without hesitation, Katrina opens her mouth, sucking on his digits as she had his cock earlier.
The lewd sounds of her suction, combined with her soft moans vibrating around his fingers, along with the visual of her writhing in his arms as he fingers her to another climax, all captured on camera, is intensely erotic.
As Katrina's orgasm approaches, her hips moving rhythmically against Ayush's hand, he speaks again, his voice low and commanding. "Tell them who you belong to, Katrina."
The question, combined with the dual stimulation of his fingers in her mouth and on her clit, pushes Katrina over the precipice. She cries out around his fingers as she comes, her body shuddering with pleasure.
As the waves of her climax subside, leaving her boneless in Ayush's arms, he asks again, "Who do you belong to, my love?"
Katrina's voice is breathy and sated as she finally answers, looking directly into the camera. "I belong to Ayush. Completely and utterly."
Ayush's arms tighten around her, a growl of possessive satisfaction rumbling in his chest. "That's right," he murmurs. "You're mine. Forever."
In the aftermath of their passionate encounter, as Katrina basks in the warm afterglow, she suddenly feels Ayush's grip on her tighten. His lips brush against her ear as he whispers, "Spread yourself open for me. Show them how pretty your pussy is, all wet and well-used from my cock."
A shiver runs down Katrina's spine at his words, but she doesn't hesitate. Reaching down between her legs, she uses two fingers to spread her outer lips, then another two to part her inner lips, revealing her glistening, swollen pussy to the camera.
"Good girl," Ayush purrs, nipping at her earlobe. "Now, I want to see you squirt for me. Can you do that? Show them how much you enjoyed being my little slut?"
Katrina whimpers at his words, a fresh wave of arousal washing over her despite her recent climax. She nods, her fingers moving to her clit, already sensitive but still responsive to her touch.
As she begins to rub herself, Ayush's hand moves to her breast, kneading and pinching, adding to the sensations flooding her body. His other hand, still wet from her earlier juices, trails lower, teasing at her back entrance.
The combined stimulation quickly builds Katrina to another peak. She feels the pressure growing in her lower belly, signaling her imminent release.
"That's it," Ayush encourages. "Let go for me. Let them see what a good girl you are."
With a guttural cry, Katrina comes hard, her body convulsing in Ayush's arms. As promised, a gush of liquid spurts from her pussy, arching through the air and splashing onto the bed below, the sound of it hitting the sheets loud in the otherwise silent room.
Ayush groans appreciatively in her ear. "So fucking hot," he murmurs. "My dirty girl."
As Katrina catches her breath, Ayush suddenly shifts, moving to kneel between her legs. He looks down at her with a hungry expression, his cock already hardening again. "Now, spread your legs wider," he instructs. "I'm not done with you yet."
Katrina obeys, parting her legs until she feels almost impossibly exposed. The cool air of the room caresses her overheated, sensitive flesh, making her shiver.
"Good," Ayush approves. He reaches forward, his large hands grasping her thighs to spread her even further. "Look at the camera, Katrina. I want everyone to see what's mine."
Biting her lip, Katrina turns her gaze to the lens, feeling a mix of embarrassment and arousal at being so exposed. Ayush leans in, his face appearing in the frame next to her glistening pussy.
"Now, be a good girl and clean yourself up," he says, his voice low and commanding.
Without hesitation, Katrina reaches down with both hands, scooping up the fluid that has pooled on her stomach and thighs. She brings her fingers to her mouth, licking and sucking them clean, her eyes never leaving the camera.
"Tell them how it tastes," Ayush prompts, his gaze dark with desire.
Katrina swirls her tongue around her fingers, savoring the salty, slightly sweet flavor of her own essence. "It tastes like satisfaction," she murmurs, her voice husky. "Like proof of how good you make me feel."
Ayush chuckles, low and approving. "That's my girl." He leans back, his hands moving to spread her pussy lips, revealing her swollen clit and tight entrance. "Now, tell them how it feels to be married to an 18-year-old while you're a 51-year-old mom."
Katrina flushes, a mix of emotions swirling in her chest. She looks directly into the camera, her voice steady despite her embarrassment. "It feels liberating," she admits. "Like a second chance at life, at exploring my sexuality and desires without judgment."
Ayush's thumb brushes over her clit, making her gasp softly. "And?"
"And it's the most fulfilling relationship I've ever had," Katrina continues, finding courage in her honesty. "Ayush makes me feel desired and appreciated in ways I never thought possible. He's awakened a part of me I thought had died long ago."
As she speaks, Katrina feels a renewed sense of arousal building between her legs. Ayush's skilled fingers continue their gentle torture, keeping her on edge without pushing her over.
"Do you miss being with an older man?" Ayush asks suddenly, his gaze intense.
Katrina considers, her thoughts surprisingly clear despite her state of undress and the camera capturing her every move. "No," she answers finally, shaking her head. "With Ayush, I feel truly alive. He gives me everything I need and more."
Ayush grins, clearly pleased with her response. "Good," he murmurs, leaning down to press a soft kiss against her stomach. "Because you're mine, Katrina. All mine."
Katrina smiles back, feeling a sense of contentment wash over her. Despite the unusual circumstances of their relationship, despite the potential for judgment from others, she knows that what she has with Ayush is real. And that's all that matters.
Suddenly, Ayush's mood shifts. He moves quickly, pulling Katrina up to her knees and turning her to face the camera fully. Her breasts are on full display, still bearing faint marks from his earlier attentions, and her disheveled hair frames her face.
"Tell them again," Ayush growls, his hand fisting in her hair and pulling her head back to expose the long line of her throat. "Tell them who owns this tight, experienced pussy."
Katrina's lips part, but no sound comes out at first. The intensity in Ayush's eyes, the possessive grip he has on her, ignites a fire within her.
"I-I…" she stammers, her usual confidence wavering.
Ayush tightens his grip on her hair, using it to turn her face towards him. His lips crash against hers in a fierce, demanding kiss that steals her breath away. When he finally releases her, she's panting, her lips swollen and red.
"Again," he commands, his voice leaving no room for argument.
Katrina finds her voice, the words tumbling out in a rush. "I belong to Ayush," she declares, looking straight into the camera. "He owns me. Body and soul."
Ayush releases her hair, his hands moving to cup her breasts roughly. "That's right," he growls. "And I'm going to remind you of that every single day."
With that, he spins her around, pushing her forward onto her hands and knees. Katrina gasps as she feels Ayush position himself behind her, the head of his cock pressing against her entrance.
"Ready, baby?" he asks, though it's clear he doesn't expect an answer.
Katrina barely has time to nod before Ayush thrusts into her with one long, powerful stroke. She cries out, her fingers curling into the sheets as she struggles to accommodate his girth.
"Fuck, you're tight," Ayush groans, pulling back before slamming into her again. "So perfect for me."
Katrina can only moan in response, her body rocking with each of Ayush's thrusts. He sets a punishing pace, each stroke hitting deep inside her, reigniting the embers of her earlier arousal into a roaring flame.
"Look at the camera," Ayush reminds her, his hand reaching around to lift her chin. "I want you to watch as I take what's mine."
Katrina does as she's told, turning her head to face the lens. Her eyes are wide, her pupils blown with desire, her lips parted as she pants and moans. Her hair falls in a tangled curtain around her face, and a thin sheen of sweat makes her skin glow in the soft light of the room.
Ayush's thrusts become more erratic, his control slipping as his own climax approaches. "Such a good girl," he praises through gritted teeth. "Taking my cock so well."
The combination of his words and the relentless pounding he's delivering pushes Katrina to the brink once more. "Ayush, I'm gonna—" she cries out, unable to finish the sentence.
"I know, baby," Ayush grunts, his rhythm faltering. "Come for me. Let me feel you milk my cock."
His words, combined with a sharp slap to her ass, send Katrina hurtling over the edge. She screams, her body tensing as a powerful orgasm crashes through her. Her pussy clenches around Ayush's cock, pulling him into his own release.
With a guttural groan, Ayush buries himself deep inside her, his hips jerking as he empties himself into the condom. Katrina collapses onto the bed, spent and trembling in the aftermath of their intense lovemaking.
Ayush pulls out carefully, removing the condom and tying it off before placing it next to the first one.
"Ready for more?" he murmurs, already tearing open another condom packet.
Katrina turns her head to look at him, disbelief clear on her face. "Again?" she asks incredulously. "But I… I can't possibly…"
Ayush smirks, positioning himself at her entrance once more. "Oh, you can," he promises. "And you will."
With that, he surges forward, burying his newly sheathed cock inside her. Katrina gasps, her overstimulated nerves screaming in protest even as a fresh wave of arousal washes over her.
"Fuck," Ayush hisses, bottoming out inside her. "You feel even tighter this time. Like your pussy is trying to keep me inside."
Katrina can't respond, her breath coming in short, sharp pants as she struggles to adjust to the intrusion. Ayush doesn't give her time to recover, immediately setting a brutal pace that has her sliding forward on the bed with each thrust.
"Look at the camera, baby," he reminds her, his hand gripping her hip hard enough to bruise. "I want to see your face when you come on my cock."
Somehow, Katrina manages to turn her head, her cheek pressed against the bed as she faces the camera. Her eyes are glazed over with pleasure, her mouth hanging open as she moans and whimpers.
"Beautiful," Ayush praises, his gaze fixed on her face even as he continues to pound into her from behind. "Absolutely fucking beautiful."
The praise, combined with the relentless friction of his cock against her g-spot, soon has Katrina teetering on the edge once more. "Ayush… Ayush, please," she babbles, not even sure what she's asking for.
"I've got you," he assures her, reaching around to rub her clit with his thumb. "Come for me, Katrina. Show them how much my slut loves my cock."
The added stimulation is all Katrina needs. With a scream that borders on a sob, she comes hard, her pussy clamping down on Ayush's cock as waves of pleasure course through her body.
"Perfect," Ayush groans. "Fucking perfect."
As Katrina's climax begins to subside, Ayush pulls out of her, causing her to whimper at the loss. But before she can even process the sensation, he's flipping her onto her back, spreading her legs wide, and pushing back into her with a single, powerful thrust.
"Again?" Katrina asks weakly, her overstimulated body trembling with the effort to accommodate him once more.
Ayush doesn't answer, too focused on chasing his own pleasure. He sets a fast, almost punishing pace, his hips slamming against hers with enough force to elicit grunts from both of them with each thrust.
Katrina's legs are spread impossibly wide by Ayush's broad shoulders, her hands clutching at the sheets as she tries to anchor herself against the onslaught. Her head thrashes from side to side, hair sticking to her sweaty skin, as she fights against the overload of sensations.
"Eyes on the camera," Ayush growls, reaching up to grasp her chin and force her to face the lens.
Katrina does her best to focus, though her vision is blurry with unshed tears of overstimulation. She knows she presents a lewd picture — her face flushed and sweaty, mouth open as she pants and moans, breasts bouncing with each of Ayush's powerful thrusts, and her well-fucked pussy on clear display as it stretches to accommodate his girthy cock.
"So pretty," Ayush murmurs, releasing her chin to slide his hands under her back, lifting her slightly to change the angle of his thrusts. The new position has him hitting deeper, and Katrina cries out, surprised by the renewed spark of arousal that zings through her.
"That's it, baby," Ayush encourages, his voice strained with the effort of holding back his own climax. "One more time for me. Show everyone how much you love my cock."
Katrina nods, or at least tries to, as she reaches for a peak she hadn't thought possible after already coming so many times. Ayush's words, the intensity in his dark eyes as he watches her face, all combine to push her higher.
"I… I can't," she whimpers, feeling overwhelmed.
"Yes, you can," Ayush insists, his thrusts becoming more erratic. "Come with me, Katrina. Now."
His command, combined with a well-timed thrust that hits her g-spot perfectly, sends Katrina spiraling over the edge once more. She screams, her back arching off the bed as her pussy clamps down on Ayush's cock.
"Fuck!" Ayush shouts, his rhythm faltering as he buries himself deep inside her and comes, his hips jerking with the force of his release.
As they both catch their breath, Ayush collapses on top of Katrina, careful to keep most of his weight off her. They lie there, sweaty and entangled, for several long moments.
Finally, Ayush lifts his head, brushing a strand of hair from Katrina's forehead. "You okay?" he asks gently, all traces of his earlier dominance gone.
Katrina nods weakly. "Yeah," she whispers hoarsely. "Just… need a minute."
Ayush chuckles softly, pressing a tender kiss to her lips before slowly pulling out of her. He disposes of the condom and then settles back beside her on the bed, pulling her into his arms.
"Come here," he murmurs, maneuvering her to sit on his lap facing the full-length mirror on the closet door. Her head lolls against his shoulder, too heavy to lift on her own. Ayush makes sure she's facing the mirror, giving her a perfect view of her reflection.
Katrina's breath catches as she takes in her appearance. Her face is flushed a deep red, her skin glistening with a sheen of sweat. Her eyes, usually so poised and controlled, are wild and unfocused, the pupils dilated with arousal even as the high begins to fade. Her hair is a tangled mess, some strands sticking to her forehead and neck with sweat.
Ayush's large hands encircle her waist, pulling her back flush against his chest. His breath is warm against her ear as he speaks.
"Look how beautiful you are," he murmurs, his lips brushing against her skin with each word. "All mine."
Katrina watches, fascinated despite her exhaustion, as Ayush's right hand trails lower, his fingers seeking out the apex of her thighs. She feels him spread her outer lips, revealing her well-used pussy to the mirror's gaze.
"See how your pussy is all red and puffy?" Ayush says, almost conversationally. "That's from taking my big cock so many times tonight. And look, it's still gushing my cum."
True to his words, Katrina can see a trickle of white fluid seeping from her swollen entrance, a visible testament to their lovemaking. Her breathing hitches as she watches Ayush gather some of the fluid on his fingers and bring it to her lips.
"Taste us," he instructs gently.
Without thinking, Katrina opens her mouth, sucking his fingers inside. The combined taste of her own arousal and Ayush's semen explodes on her tongue, bitter yet strangely addictive. She swirls her tongue around his fingers, cleaning them thoroughly before releasing them with a soft pop.
"So fucking hot," Ayush groans, his left hand moving to cup her breast, kneading the soft flesh. "My perfect, dirty girl."
Katrina leans back into him, feeling utterly spent yet more content than she's felt in years. She watches as Ayush continues to explore her body in the mirror's reflection, his hands roaming over her stomach, her hips, between her thighs — always returning to her sex, as if fascinated by the way it yields to his touch.
"You're incredible," she murmurs, turning her head slightly to nuzzle against his neck. "I've never felt like this before."
Ayush smiles, pressing a kiss to the top of her head. "Me neither," he admits softly. "You're something special, Katrina."
As they sit there, wrapped in each other's arms and watching their reflections, Katrina realizes that she's fallen deeply in love with this man — her husband. And in this moment of perfect clarity, she knows without a doubt that she would do anything to stay by his side.
"Smile for the camera," Ayush says suddenly, making Katrina jump slightly. She looks at him quizzically, and then realizes he's holding up his phone, ready to take a selfie of them both.
Katrina manages a weak smile, feeling a bit self-conscious about her post-coital appearance. But as she looks at Ayush's reflection — his dark eyes gleaming with love and possessiveness, his hair mussed, and his broad chest still heaving slightly from their exertions — she can't help but feel a surge of pride. This beautiful, vibrant young man is hers, and she is his.
Ayush takes a few photos in quick succession, each capturing a different aspect of their intimacy — her head resting on his shoulder, his hand possessively gripping her breast, their gazes locked in the mirror. After the last flash, he sets his phone aside and wraps both arms around Katrina's waist, pulling her close.
"Perfect," he murmurs, nuzzling into her hair. "These will be our little secret, hmm?"
Katrina nods, a blush creeping across her cheeks at the thought of these explicit photos being just for Ayush's eyes. "Only yours," she agrees softly.
Ayush grins, clearly pleased with her response. "Good," he says, giving her a quick squeeze before his hands begin to wander again. "Because I plan on filling you up so often, your body will change. Your tits will get bigger, fuller. And soon, they'll be overflowing with milk, just for me."
Katrina gasps at his words, her traitorous body responding with a rush of arousal despite her recent orgasms. "Ayush!" she exclaims, shocked by his boldness.
"What?" he asks innocently, though the glint in his eye tells her he knows exactly what he's doing. "It's true. You'll be my perfect mommy, feeding our babies with your body. And when they're not using it, this milk will be mine to drink. My special protein shake."
Despite her blush, Katrina can't deny the thrill that runs through her at his words. No one has ever talked to her like this before, reducing her to her most basic, primal desires. And yet, with Ayush, it feels right. Natural, even.
"I… I don't know what to say," she stammers, her cheeks burning.
Ayush merely laughs, the sound low and warm in his chest.
"You don't have to say anything, baby," he reassures her, pressing a soft kiss to her temple. "Your body says it all. The way your nipples get hard when I talk about breeding you, how wet you get even though you just came multiple times… You want this as much as I do."
Katrina bites her lip, unable to deny the truth in his words. Her nipples are painfully erect, poking insistently against his chest, and she can feel a fresh gush of arousal seep from her well-used pussy.
Seeing her reaction, Ayush grins wolfishly. "Don't worry, my love," he murmurs, grinding his still-hard cock against her bare ass. "I'll put a baby in you soon enough. And then you'll have both our child to nurture and my cock to worship. What do you think about that?"
Katrina moans softly, her head falling back against his shoulder as she surrenders to the fantasy he's weaving. "I think… I think that sounds perfect," she admits, her voice barely above a whisper.
Ayush's eyes darken with desire at her response. "Get on your knees," he commands suddenly, his voice rough with renewed lust.
Katrina barely has time to process the order before Ayush is lifting her and turning her, setting her on her knees in front of him. She looks up at him questioningly, finding him already stroking his cock, which is fully hard again.
"Ayush, I don't think I can—" she starts to protest, but he cuts her off.
"Shh, baby. Just stay there and look pretty for me," he instructs, his gaze fixed on her upturned face.
Katrina obediently holds still, watching as Ayush continues to stroke his impressive length. She feels a fresh wave of arousal pool between her thighs at the sight, her mouth watering slightly at the memory of how he tastes.
"Open your mouth," Ayush says then, his voice tight with tension. Without hesitation, Katrina parts her lips, sticking her tongue out slightly in invitation.
Ayush groans appreciatively at the sight before shifting his position slightly. Katrina's eyes widen as she realizes what he intends, but she doesn't move, doesn't protest. Instead, she watches with rapt attention as the head of Ayush's cock twitches, a stream of golden liquid suddenly erupting from the tip.
The first splash of warm urine hits Katrina's tongue, the sharp, salty taste filling her mouth. Startled but not unwilling, she swirls her tongue around the fluid, swallowing quickly as more follows. Ayush groans above her, his cock bobbing as he sprays her face and breasts with his release.
Katrina has never experienced anything like this before. The sensation of warm liquid hitting her skin, the taste of Ayush's essence filling her mouth — it's both degrading and intensely erotic. She finds herself moaning around the stream filling her mouth, her pussy gushing with fresh arousal despite its recent overstimulation.
Ayush continues for what feels like ages to Katrina, though in reality, it's probably less than a minute. When he finally finishes, his cock gives a few last twitches, dribbling the last few drops onto Katrina's chest.
"Swallow," he instructs gently, his hand moving to stroke her hair lovingly. Katrina obeys, gulping down the mouthful of fluid she's been holding, surprised by how quickly her throat works to accommodate it.
"Good girl," Ayush praises, helping her to stand on wobbly legs. He leads her back to the bed, sitting down and pulling her onto his lap. "Now watch," he says softly, reaching for his phone.
Katrina turns her attention to the screen as Ayush plays back the recording from moments before. She watches, mesmerized, as the Katrina on screen kneels obediently, mouth open to receive Ayush's offering. The sight of her face being sprayed with his urine, her breasts glistening with the warm fluid, is incredibly erotic.
As she watches, Katrina feels Ayush's cock stirring against her hip. She reaches down to stroke him gently, feeling a sense of pride and ownership as she touches him. He's mine, she thinks, a surge of possessiveness flowing through her. All mine.
"And you're mine," Ayush murmurs against her ear, as if reading her thoughts. "My perfect mommy, my beautiful wife. I love you, Katrina."
"I love you too," she responds, turning her head to capture his lips in a deep, passionate kiss. As they kiss, Ayush reaches for another condom, sheathing himself quickly before standing up and pulling Katrina up with him.
Without breaking the kiss, he turns her around, bending her slightly at the waist. Katrina braces herself against the dresser, gasping into Ayush's mouth as she feels the head of his cock probing at her entrance once more.
"Gonna fuck you one more time, baby," Ayush growls against her lips. "Gonna put another load in this pretty pussy."
Katrina moans her agreement, pushing back against him eagerly. She's beyond sore, her body trembling with fatigue, but she needs this — needs him.
Ayush doesn't make her wait, gripping her hips and thrusting into her with one smooth motion. Katrina cries out, the sound muffled against Ayush's lips, as he fills her completely.
"Fuck, you're tight," Ayush groans, breaking the kiss to trail his lips down her neck. "Like a vice. Gonna milk my cock dry again, aren't you?"
"Yes!" Katrina exclaims, moving her hands from the dresser to Ayush's neck, clinging to him for support as he begins to thrust. "Please, Ayush. Breed me again. I want it so much."
Her words seem to drive Ayush wild. He growls low in his throat, the sound almost animalistic, and begins to pound into her with renewed vigor. Katrina screams, the sound echoing off the walls of their bedroom, as pleasure and pain mingle into an almost unbearable sensation.
"So fucking good," Ayush pants, his rhythm never faltering. "My perfect little slut. Look at the camera, baby. Show everyone what a good girl you are."
Blindly, Katrina turns her head towards where she knows the camera to be. Her vision is blurry with tears, but she forces herself to focus, to look directly into the lens as Ayush uses her body for his pleasure.
"I'm your cock-warming slut," she hears herself saying, the words tumbling out without conscious thought. "Your personal milk maker. I exist to take your cock and your cum and make babies for you. Oh God, yes! Please, Ayush. Don't stop. I need it. I need you."
Ayush responds to her pleas with a feral snarl, leaning forward to spit on her face before continuing his relentless assault on her overstimulated body. Katrina whimpers at the added degradation, feeling hot tears spill over her cheeks even as her pussy clenches greedily around Ayush's invading length.
"More," she begs, beyond any sense of shame or decorum. "Give me all of you, Ayush. Every last drop."
Ayush groans, clearly driven to the edge by her words. "Fuck, baby," he grunts, his hips slamming into her with bruising force. "You're going to be the death of me."
Katrina merely moans in response, too far gone to form coherent words. She feels her teeth sink into the flesh of Ayush's neck, seeking an outlet for the overwhelming sensations coursing through her body. The pain seems to drive Ayush even wilder, his thrusts becoming faster, harder, as he nears his climax.
"Come with me," he growls, reaching around to rub her clit roughly. "Now, Katrina. Come for me now!"
Katrina screams as the combined sensations of Ayush's cock pounding into her g-spot and his fingers on her clit send her hurtling over the edge once more. Her vision whites out as the most intense orgasm of her life rips through her, her pussy clamping down on Ayush's cock like a vise.
Ayush shouts her name, his hips jerking erratically as he empties himself inside her. Katrina feels the warm gush of his release filling the condom, the knowledge that he's once again breeding her — even with the barrier in place — sending aftershocks of pleasure through her exhausted body.
As the last of their orgasms subside, Ayush carefully withdraws from Katrina, turning her in his arms and lifting her to carry her back to their bed.
As the last waves of their mutual climax subside, Ayush pulls out gently, tying off the condom before tossing it aside. Katrina stands on trembling legs, leaning heavily against him as he turns her in his arms, capturing her lips in a sweet, loving kiss.
But as quickly as the tenderness comes, it's replaced by Ayush's trademark wickedness. He breaks the kiss with a smirk, stepping back to admire her thoroughly debauched appearance.
"Stay there," he instructs, moving to the bathroom. Katrina hears water running before he returns, a large bowl in his hands. Her curiosity is piqued as she watches him bend to pick up the used condoms from the floor, but it turns to shock as she realizes what he's doing.
Ayush is transferring his cum from the condoms into the bowl, creating a sizable pool of semen and her own arousal. When he's done with all six, he carries the bowl to Katrina, a wolfish grin on his face.
"Drink," he says simply, holding the bowl out to her.
Katrina stares at the offering, her mind struggling to comprehend what's being asked of her. The bowl contains the combined results of their night together — six loads of Ayush's cum mixed with her own juices.
"Ayush…" she starts to protest, feeling a wave of trepidation.
"It's okay, baby," he soothes, his free hand coming up to stroke her cheek. "I want you to drink it all. Show everyone how much of a good girl you are for me. Can you do that? Can you be a good girl and drink all this cum?"
Katrina's resolve crumbles at his gentle coaxing. She nods slowly, reaching for the bowl with trembling hands. Ayush helps her hold it steady as she brings it to her lips, the smell of sex filling her nostrils.
The first sip is strange, the bitter tang of Ayush's semen mixed with the muskier taste of her own arousal. But as the liquid touches her tongue, Katrina finds herself swallowing greedily, her body responding to the primal act of consumption.
She drinks deeply, feeling the warm fluid fill her belly. When she finally pulls the bowl away from her lips, gasping for air, she finds about half of the contents remain.
"Finish it," Ayush encourages softly. "You can do it, baby. Show them how much you love drinking my cum."
Katrina meets his gaze, seeing the love and pride shining in his dark eyes. She realizes in this moment that she would do anything for this man — anything to see that look directed at her.
With renewed determination, she raises the bowl to her lips once more, gulping down mouthful after mouthful of the potent mixture. As she drinks, Ayush talks to her softly, his words of praise and encouragement washing over her like a balm.
"You're so good, baby. Such a perfect mommy, drinking all my cum. That's it, finish it off. Every last drop. Good girl, Katrina. My perfect, beautiful wife."
By the time Katrina drains the last of the bowl's contents, she's panting heavily, her stomach uncomfortably full. But as she looks at Ayush, seeing the undisguised adoration in his eyes, she knows it was all worth it.
"Good girl," he murmurs again, taking the empty bowl from her trembling hands and setting it aside. He pulls her close, wrapping his arms around her and kissing her deeply.
As they break apart for air, Ayush rests his forehead against hers, a serious look crossing his face. "Katrina," he begins, his tone grave. "I need to ask you something important."
Katrina nods, her heart pounding in anticipation. She knows what's coming next — the question that will change everything.
"Are you ready to be a mother?" Ayush asks softly, his eyes searching hers. "Because I'm ready to be a father. I want to put a baby in you, watch you grow heavy with our child. I want everything with you, Katrina."
Katrina doesn't answer with words. Instead, she reaches down to position Ayush's already-hardening cock at her entrance. She locks eyes with him as she slowly lowers herself onto his length, showing him without words how much she wants this — wants him and the babies they'll make together.
As she begins to ride him, taking him deep into her body with each gentle movement of her hips, Katrina sees the exact moment Ayush understands her answer. His eyes darken with desire, a low groan rumbling in his chest as he grips her hips tightly.
"God, yes," he hisses, thrusting up into her welcoming heat. "This is perfect. You're perfect."
Katrina leans forward, capturing his lips in a passionate kiss as their bodies move together in perfect sync. She knows that this is just the beginning — the start of their journey together. And she can't wait to see what the future holds for them.
Katrina gasped when she felt his big cock enter her tiny pussy. She knew that it was going to hurt but she was ready.
"Please… breed me… please… put a baby in me…" she begged and he smiled.
He started fucking her and she moaned loudly. He was stretching her tiny pussy and it felt so good.
"Yes… yes… yes… please… please… please…" she kept begging him and he kept fucking her.
He fucked her and kissed her. They made out passionately while he pounded her pussy.
Katrina was in heaven. She was enjoying every second of it. She wanted more and more of him and she wanted to get pregnant.
"Please… Daddy… mujhe maa bana do… mujhe maa bana… do… please… please… maa bana do," she chanted and he fucked her hard.
Hearing her chant, turned him on more. He started fucking her harder and she screamed. "Yes… please… maa… bana do… please… put a child in me… please… I want your baby… please… Mujhe maa… banaa do… Daddy… please… mujhe maa… banaaa do…" she kept chanting and he kept fucking her.
"Yes… that's a good girl… such a good girl… keep going… keep chanting…," he encouraged her and fucked her. "Yes… keep going…"
"Yes… mujhe maa banaa do… mujhe maa baja do… please… Daddy… maa… bajaa do… maa bajaa… do…," she kept chanting loudly and he fucked her even harder.
"Yes… such a good girl… my little breeding bitch… my new wife… my new… wife…" he said and fucked her even more.
He pounded her pussy and kissed her lips. He made her moan and scream and she begged for more.
"Yes… fuck me… fuck me good… Daddy… fuck me good and put a baby… in me…" she begged. "Mujhe maa… bana do…"
"Yes… I will… I will put a baby in you… you will have… my baby… yes…" he promised her and fucked her harder.
He fucked her even harder and made her moan louder. She was screaming for more and he was happy to give her more.
He pushed his cock deeper and deeper until the head of his cock reached her womb. She screamed loudly and begged him to stop but he kept going.
"NO… no… no… please… it's too much… please… you are too big… no… please…" she begged but he didn't listen.
He kept going and going until she could feel the tip of his cock inside her stomach.
"No… Daddy… no… please… meri choot faad… di… koi… mujhe… bachaao… please… meri… choot… faad… di…" she screamed.
"Yes… take it… take it all…" he grunted and kept pushing his cock deeper inside her pussy.
He pushed and pushed until she was taking his entire cock inside her pussy. His cock was all the way inside her and he was happy.
He started pounding her and she started screaming. She was feeling too much pain and she wanted him to stop. But he wasn't stopping. He kept pounding her pussy and she kept screaming.
"Please… no… no… no… it's too… much… I… can't take… it… anymore… please… stop… please…" she screamed and begged. "Meri chut… phat… gyi… koi… mujhe bachao… please…"
Ayush smiled and kept going. He kept pounding his cock inside her and made her scream even more.
"No… stop… please… stop… it hurts…" she begged and cried. "Please… stop… please…"
"No… I won't stop… take it all… you are my… wife… and… you will take it… all…" he said and kept going.
He kept pounding her tight pussy and made her scream in pain. She was in so much pain but he wasn't going to stop until he came.
"Yes… my little wife… take it all… my new… wife… my new… wife… yes… take… it all…" he grunted. "Take… my cock… and… my baby…"
"Yes… Daddy… put your baby in me… mujhe… maa… bana… do… Daddy… mujhe… maa baja… do…" she begged him.
"Yes… I will… don't… worry… I will… put… my baby… inside… you… and… make you a mother…," he promised her and kept fucking her.
He was stretching her tiny pussy with his huge cock and she was in so much pain. But she wanted more of it. She wanted to please her new husband and she wanted to give him a baby. She wanted him to fuck her and breed her.
"Yes… please… breed me… Daddy… put a baby inside me…" she begged again.
"Yes… I will breed you… don't worry… you will get… pregnant…," he promised and fucked her harder. "You will get pregnant… and become the mother of my baby…"
"Yes… yes… mujhe maa banane ke liye… fuck karte raho… Daddy… mujhe apni… maa… banane… ke liye… apni choot… mazaa… lete raho…" she said and he smiled. "Mujhe… apni maa… banane ke liye apni… choot mazaa… lete… raho… yes…"
"Good girl… don't worry… I am going to fuck you and breed you and you will mother of my child…" he said and pounded her even more. "Yes… my little bitch…"
"Yes… yes… please put your baby inside me… please… Daddy… put your baby inside me…" she screamed and he fucked her more.
He kept fucking her and they made out passionately. He sucked her lips and her tongue and she sucked his too.
He sucked her neck and bit her hard. She moaned and begged for more. "More… Daddy… more… please…"
"Yes… I will give you more…," he said and bit her even more. He marked her body with his teeth marks and she loved it.
"Yes… mark me… mark me as yours… please mark me… I am your property… mark me…," she begged.
"Yes… you are mine… I own you… and you will always be mine…" he growled and bit her harder.
"YES… YES… YES… I am yours and you own me…" she moaned and kissed him. "I am your little slut… and I always will be…"
He smiled and kissed her again. He sucked her lips passionately and fucked her pussy hard.
He kept pounding and pounding and she kept moaning louder and louder.
"Yes… keep fucking me… Daddy… keep fucking your wife…" she begged.
"Yes… I will keep fucking you until I am done… then I will give you my baby…" he promised and kept going.
She thanked him and kissed him again. She kissed and sucked his lips and then bit them. He bit her lips too and marked her.
She loved it and wanted more. "Yes… Daddy… more… more…," she begged.
He smiled and pounded her pussy harder. He kept fucking her and marked her lips and neck.
He sucked and bit her body and made her scream louder and louder. She was so turned on and so aroused.
She wanted more of him. She wanted his cock in her mouth, her pussy, and her ass.
She wanted him to use all of her holes and breed all of them.
She moaned and screamed and he grunted and growled. They were like animals and they were enjoying it.
They were in heaven and they didn't want it to stop. They wanted to keep going and going forever. But he couldn't keep going forever. He had his limits too and he had reached his limit.
He was about to cum and he knew he was about to fill her with his cum. He was excited to fill her and make her a mother.
"Yes… I am about to cum… and I am going to fill you… I am going to make you a mother…" he grunted.
"Yes… yes… Daddy… put your cum inside me… make me a mother… please… I want… to be a mother… I want to be the mother of your child… mujhe ma… bana do…" she begged.
"Yes… tujhe main… aaj ma… bana… dunga… mere baccho ki… ma… bana… dungaa…," he grunted again.
"YES… mujhe apne… baccho… ki… ma… bana do… Daddy… please mujhe apne baccho… ki ma… banaa do…" she begged loudly.
"Yes… I will make you the mother of my children… I will fuck you every day and make you pregnant… again and again…" he promised.
"Yes… please do… please make me the mother of your children… make me pregnant again and again… make me your… breeding bitch… your… baby factory…" she begged. "Yes… make me your baby factory and use me to make more babies…"
"Yes… I will use you to make more babies… I will keep you pregnant all the time… yes…" he growled.
"Yes… please keep me pregnant all the time… make me… pregnant… all the time… I want to give you more babies… I want… to… make more babies with you… Daddy…" she begged again and he kissed her again.
"Yes… don't worry… my little bitch… you will give me more babies…" he promised.
"Thank you… Daddy… thank… you…" she thanked him.
"Yes… now… I am about to… cum… I am about to fill you with my cum… get ready…" he said.
"Yes… I am… ready… Daddy… fill… me up…" she begged.
"You are going… to get… pregnant…" he promised and came inside her. His cum filled her womb and she gasped. "YES… TAKE IT ALL… TAKE ALL MY CUM… YOU ARE GOING TO GET PREGNANT…"
"Yes… Daddy… yes… I can't wait… to be pregnant… please… put more inside me… I want more… of your cum…" she begged.
He grunted and came more. He filled her with more and more of his cum and she moaned in pleasure.
"Yes… this… is what I wanted… this is what… I needed… Daddy… you are the best…" she praised him and kissed him.
"Yes… your pussy is so… fucking tight… and your… ass is so fucking… tight…," he praised her back and kissed her.
"Yes… they are yours… you can use them… whenever you want…" she offered.
"Yes… I will…" he promised and kissed her again. They made out and he bit her lips again. He kept biting her lips and sucking her lips and she moaned. She loved his kisses and his bites. She couldn't wait to become his wife and the mother of his child.
They made out and kissed and then fell asleep.